Glimpse of life

One fine morning when people were less on the street and dogs were at their lows, I came out of my house looking at the wide open sky. Felt like living one more day and enjoy my freedom. Realized, life is not always about fun. It tweaks you to work and makes you do things which you never thought you would.
I just took a stroll to the bus stand and was waiting for my office shuttle to come. Looking at the faces, I found no difference in their entities. All looked same. All techies, with the same kind of features: Intellectual, silent, busy in their own work. I have been coming to this stand from the last year. I have been watching the same set of guys and girl and some of them from my own office, but I never spoke to them neither they ever spoke to me. No one took the initiative to talk and neither did anyone bothered to make a new friend.
Just onboard my shuttle and see many similar faces. I go and take my place, plug in my ear phones and start listening to music. I was actually bugged listening to music every day. Often felt like talking to someone and making new friends, but it never happened and I always kept things with myself. I gave a look around and saw on one was talking to each other. Some were sleeping, others reading newspaper. Some were just awake watching the way along. I suddenly realized how poor we were with our social skills.
Happen to remember my past some years ago when I was in school. Everyday going to the school was such a headache. I was always early to my bus stop. My friends would we waiting for me. The conversation used to be amazing. We used to start from all fun, to fights to laughs to tears and sometimes a lot of love and affection.
One fine day, when I reached my bus stop to go to school, I saw a new guy there. Really apprehensive, as to, who this new guy is. We friends were chatting. He was of our age, little taller than me and quite well build. I felt really courageous and went to him and asked, “Who are you?”. He felt he was quite scared with my courageous activity. He then told that he is Gurmeet and he came here with his parents as they got transferred to this city. I felt really nice talking to him and invited to come with us. I introduced him to all my friends. By this time our respective buses came and we left for our school.
Meeting Gurmeet was a usual thing now. We used to board from the same stop. I never realized that he has become a very important part of our lives. He was a true friend who was always fun to be with.
As soon as I came from my past, see I reach my office. I flashed my ID card and enter my office. I did not have my breakfast. I go to a fast food center and grab a sandwich. I paid the money and sat on one of the tables. Quite bored with the same food, always wanted new things to eat. Suddenly tears rolled on and I realized I was all alone. There were days when I got lot of people trying to get hold of my breakfast, I fighting for it to save it for myself. Often complained to teachers that someone ate my food and got my friends punished. They never used to stop their activities. My breakfast was always the same, Masala puffed rice. I never felt, I do not like it. I actually asked my mom to always put that thing as my breakfast.
Felt like talking to mom once. Called her and asked her to come to Bangalore once. She said she would not be able to make it. Just felt what a crap life I have. Immediately left to my cubicle and started working. What made me do it, I do not know, but I called up Aasha. It is an organization which helps the depressed people to relieve stress. I immediately got an appointment. My working hours are from 8 to 5 in the evening, but I make a point to stay till 9 to see I do not get any free time. Today, I left office by 5 and went to Aasha. I met the councilor and explained my entire situation. She was sympathizing. But I never felt good. She could understand my situation but could never do anything for it. The moment I realized it, I left my seat and left the place.
Situations were never so bad. When I used to feel bad, Mom was always there, and friends ya, they used to come home and bug me to the core to see I never think about things which hurts. I immediately went back to my office and started working. That day, I worked longer. I was all alone in the entire floor of 300 people. Working to see I got no more pain left. I was tired but with no sleep in my eyes. Young but still old. It was around mid night, that I packed my bag. I did not book a cab so I get to go home by myself. I realized that and started talking a walk home which was some 9 kilometers away. My brother never allowed me out after 9, when I was at home. When I was late, he used to trigger alarm. He used to search me in the entire town and shout at me when he used to see me. This walk was really hurting. Each step was so heavy, I could not understand what to do.
Reached home and lied on my bed. I used my phone to log on to facebook. I got 350 friends. I Just checked if I could talk to someone. Found none. I closed my eyes.
Waking up early morning was a usual job. Got ready and went to my Bus stop. I see someone new here. With a bright smile she comes and me and says hello, I am Richa. Quite surprised with someone invading my personal territory and went back and said hi. She said she is new to this place and said she was working in the same company as I do. She needed more information on a number of things and she wanted help on them. I agreed. We boarded the bus and started talking to each other. We were talking very formally and discussed where we were from and how are things in office. Strangely, I had breakfast with someone after a long time. Such a bright face brought smile to my face too. She said bye and said cu in the evening.
For a strange reason I was waiting for 5 o’ clock to tick sooner. As soon as it was 5, I left my place and sat in my bus. I started waiting for her. It was 5 10 and she has not come. I was just watching my phone again and again. The time was ticking fast and I do not see her. I was tensed and watching outside my bus again and again. Just when the bus was about to leave, I see her running and coming to the bus. She came. I said you are late, I am waiting for you from such a long time (Though just 15 minutes). She smiled.